The morning light at Tiananmen Square was gradually replaced by the hustle and bustle of the day, and the flag was already flying high.
"Let's go back."
Lin Mo turned around. The black sedan belonging to Yanhuang Awakening was still parked quietly by the roadside, clearly waiting for them.
He didn't stand on ceremony, pulling open the car door and getting in alongside Tong Dong.
The interior of the car was very quiet, with only the steady hum of the engine.
Seeing Lin Mo with his eyes closed, Tong Dong assumed he was sleepy from waking up too early and tactfully kept quiet.
Lin Mo didn't say a word for the entire journey.
Because he was thinking.
What on earth was the Ancestral Dragon?!
And what was this Ancestral Dragon's Blessing?
The very moment the flag-raising ceremony ended, an indescribable warm current seemed to surge from deep within the earth beneath his feet, coursing through his limbs and bones.
It didn't advance his cultivation base in the slightest, but it brought an indescribably profound sense of grounding.
It was as if a tree had suddenly driven its roots deep into ancient, unyielding bedrock.
Lin Mo slowly expanded his divine sense to feel the changes within himself.
There weren't any noticeable physical changes, but his divine sense, which originally covered a diameter of a hundred kilometers, had actually expanded.
The outline of the entire capital went from blurred to clear, ultimately forming an impossibly massive real-time sandbox in his mind!
The flow of traffic weaving through the streets, the elderly doing their morning exercises in the parks, and even the faint auras of ability users hiding in secret corners—nothing could escape his perception.
Could this be the Ancestral Dragon buff?!
Awesome!
Lin Mo even entertained an absurd thought: if he came to watch the flag-raising every day, could this buff stack?
Lin Mo never expected to trigger something like this. Why did it happen?
For things he couldn't figure out, Lin Mo chose not to dwell on them.
The car soon arrived back at the training base.
As Tong Dong got out of the car, he couldn't hold back and asked in a low voice, "Having a private car drop us off and wait for us must cost a lot of money, right?"
Lin 'Spent-No-Money' Mo said without changing his expression, "It's alright, not expensive. I have a discount."
Tong Dong let out an oh and believed him.
It really wasn't expensive; it was completely free.
It wasn't until their silhouettes disappeared through the base's main gates that the atmosphere inside the car finally relaxed.
The two men in the car twitched their lips. The one sitting in the passenger seat couldn't help but say, "Why do I feel like Lin Mo is a bit different after watching the flag-raising?"
"You felt it too?"
The driver stared at Lin Mo's back.
"I feel like he's a very righteous person. Think about it, how powerful must someone be to take out a guy from the Hidden Sect who was close to the Heaven and Human realm? Yet he still insists on going to school and coming to watch the flag-raising."
The other man nodded as well.
"How should I put it? People who don't care about their country usually feel nothing toward these kinds of ceremonial events, but he woke up so early just to watch the flag go up."
"Alright, our analysis isn't worth mentioning. Let's just report it directly. It has nothing to do with us."
"True enough. We're worrying about things above our pay grade."
The two shrugged and remained in the car to continue their stakeout.
As for Lin Mo and Tong Dong, they went straight to the cafeteria for breakfast and then returned to their respective rooms.
Tong Dong wanted to catch up on sleep, while Lin Mo went to study the effects of his Ancestral Dragon buff.
Meanwhile, on Yanhuang Awakening's side.
They had not found the mastermind who planted the bomb.
Even though Yanhuang Awakening was full of talents with all sorts of bizarre abilities.
Even the Daoist priest they brought in who specialized in summoning souls found absolutely nothing.
The investigation had hit a dead end, tightening around everyone's nerves like an invisible noose.
In the office, the air was so stifling it was hard to breathe.
Long Tianqi sat at the head of the table, lightly tapping her fingertips against the desk, one by one, in a slow and heavy rhythm.
A nameless fire surged in her heart, not directed at the subordinates before her, but at the predicament itself.
What did this mean? Yanhuang Awakening might have an abundance of talent, but they still had too many shortcomings.
They couldn't even maintain one hundred percent control over their own home base of Tianjing, allowing a bomb to be planted silently without anyone being able to find a single clue.
Or perhaps, there was another possibility.
The enemy knew Yanhuang Awakening's operational methods like the back of their hand, allowing them to evade all investigations precisely like a shadow.
This suspicion of internal infiltration chilled her far more than simple incompetence.
Finally, Long Tianqi took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, suppressing the irritation in her heart.
She waved her hand, signaling to the four investigation team leaders in front of her that they were dismissed for now.
Whether these people had truly given their all or were just going through the motions, she couldn't say for sure.
But she knew that perhaps she had been too lenient, allowing unexpected laxity to appear in certain areas.
Before she could even stand up, the private phone on her desk began to vibrate.
The number flashing on the screen made her raise an eyebrow. It was indeed him.
She answered the call, her voice carrying a trace of imperceptible helplessness. "Lin Mo... we..."
Before she could finish, she was interrupted by a crisp and decisive voice from the other end. "Enough, Director Long. Have Dongfang Shuye come pick me up."
With that, the other party hung up directly, not giving her a chance to speak.
Long Tianqi held the phone, her brows tightly furrowed.
Dongfang Shuye had just returned on a private jet. Only a few core members should know about this news. How did Lin Mo know?
This ability made her feel a hint of unease, yet she had to admit that perhaps Yanhuang Awakening truly couldn't figure out their current predicament on their own.
Perhaps it wasn't a matter of capability, but rather that someone was secretly interfering, or even directly involved.
Since that was the case.
She didn't hesitate and directly dialed Dongfang Shuye's number.
"Director Long, I'm on my way back." The call connected quickly. Dongfang Shuye's voice sounded a bit hoarse, clearly exhausted from the journey.
Long Tianqi sighed.
"Lin Mo wants you to go to him. After all, he holds the title of advisor for Yanhuang Awakening. Follow him and make sure he doesn't cause too much of a mess."
Dongfang Shuye was instantly stunned into silence.
He seemed to organize his words before speaking in a resigned tone, "Director, if he really wants to make a mess, I won't be able to stop him."
The corners of Long Tianqi's lips curled up slightly. It wasn't a smile, but more of a self-deprecating and permissive gesture. "Then let him make a mess."
The call ended, and Long Tianqi leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes. She knew that letting Lin Mo intervene meant the development of the situation would completely spiral out of control.
But she was also very aware that Lin Mo had the strength to make such a mess.
Just as Xu Wendong had said, letting him beat some sense into those noble families might be a good thing.
She had a premonition in her heart that the peace in Tianjing was about to be completely shattered.
She was just afraid that Lin Mo might go too far.

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transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

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